Page 99 of Hostile Love
“I’ve never been a bride before. We can both be nervous together.”
There’s a crunchy sound like Carina is chewing.
“Look, I know you’re serious about Matheus. Tomás told me everything. That’s the reason why I’m certain you should be with us on our big day, Dani.”
Dani shifts from one ass cheek to the other, uncomfortable with the conversation.
“Anyway, I have to go now,” Carina says quickly. “We’ll talk more when you get here. Bye.”
“Yeah. Bye,” Dani mutters, seconds before the call ends.
I leave her perched on the counter, strip out of my pants, and open a drawer, lifting out a tortoiseshell comb.
Stepping between her thighs, I tease it through the tips of her soaked hair.
Fuck knows how I’m meant to comb longish, wet hair. I’ve never had the compulsion to do this for anyone else.
Who knew it would be so satisfying to smooth out tangles and hear all the air rush out of her lungs as she relaxes again?
Dani puts her hands on my chest. She doesn’t push me away like she used to do before. This time it feels like she’s recharging her batteries, gathering strength from our connection.
“You’d look hot in a bridesmaid dress.”
She closes her eyes for a moment. “I don't know, Mat. It’s a bit?—”
“Scary?”
Her expression turns hard. “They don’t scare me.” She rolls her eyes. “Try…uncomfortable. It wasn’t so long ago I hated the Souzas with a passion. Wouldn’t it be hypocritical of me to show up at your big brother's wedding as a bridesmaid?”
I shrug. “We’re moving forward…together. Aren’t we?” She swallows and nods. “We can’t forget the past…” I nudge her chin up with my knuckles and bring my mouth close to hers. “But we can try to put it behind us, yeah?”
“Yeah,” she whispers, her warm breath against my lips sending a shiver down my spine.
I drop the comb and thread my fingers through the hair at her nape, pulling her in for a kiss.
My other hand dips between her legs and pushes her thighs apart. She opens for me, and my dick hardens.
“Did I tell you I’m going to my brother's wedding in a few weeks?” I mutter into her mouth, sinking my middle finger inside her.
I grunt, loving how warm and wet she is for me.
“I hate to bring this up, but I’ve heard there’s going to be a very sexy bridesmaid. We’ll be paired up together for the day.Where I go, she’ll go too. I’ll likely spend the rest of the party playing with her in my suite.”
“Oh, yeah.” I feel her lips stretch into a smile as we kiss. “What do you have planned for the poor woman?”
“Oh, a bit of this…” I pump my fingers slow and deep.
My tongue slips into her mouth, and I deepen the pressure. When she moans, I release her hair and my lips move to her nipples.
I bite, suck, and add another finger.
“A lot of this…” I look up at her as I drag my tongue over the pointed peak. “And definitely, plenty of this…”
Sinking lower, I bring my face between her thighs and take my sweet fucking time to eat her out.
“Fuck…Mat…” she groans, grinding into my nose and chin, covering me in her essence. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
Her fingers weave into my hair and she holds on tight as I work her into a frenzy with my fingers and tongue.
